3AM

When I get stressed I wake up at 3AM. Always 3AM. At that time all is black and I remember what it is to be scared like I was when I was small. I wrote this poem to try and capture the feeling of those brief dark moments in the night and how they fade so quickly.

I wake at 3am
Afraid I’m going to die
My hearts uneven rhythm
A pain in my left side
I think about my children
I think about my wife
And all the pain I’ll cause them
If I do depart this life
I try to calm my mind
Breathe deeply and relax
Derail these morbid thoughts
As they rumble down the tracks
I slip into fitful slumber
All fades to black and then
I greet the glow of morning light
And life begins again

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